Sitting by the campfire, I just catch a glimpse of someone at another campsite dancing around and throwing things into a fire. Something about the whole scene disturbs me; it's not right, there's something off. I get up to investigate. As I get closer, I can see that it's a woman and she's cackling. I can also hear a high pitched, horrible screaming. All around me, the screaming is echoed through the trees. I run. She turns, her hand held over her head, "they're vermin! They deserve to die!" she shouts as she throws the screaming squirrel into the fire.
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